The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

After chatting with Wen Shuishui for a long time, Yan Ju felt tired and yawned.

Wen Shuishui said considerately: "You are exhausted too, go take a nap, and you will arrive at the sect when you wake up."

Yan Ju was indeed tired, so she handed Fu Guo to Wen Shuishui to control, groped her way to her room, and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, she seemed to have entered the small space of Xuan Xing hairpin again, but the scene this time was different from the last time she entered.

The golden starlight in the sky disappeared, leaving only endless darkness in the entire space.

In the center of the darkness, there was a figure floating around. The face could not be seen clearly, only long fluttering hair could be seen. It seemed to be a woman.

Yan Ju wanted to get closer to see her face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any closer.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier around the figure. She couldn't step out of that area, and Yan Ju couldn't get close either.

There was no wind or light in the darkness, but there were faint sounds floating in the air.

Yan Ju listened carefully and could vaguely hear the figure repeating, "Be careful... Be careful..."

What should I be careful about?

Yan Ju was just about to ask for clarification when suddenly a light came in from outside and the figure gradually faded until it disappeared.

"Junior sister, wake up."

Yan Ju opened her eyes and saw her three senior brothers surrounding her and looking at her.

Wen Shuishui smiled, "We have already arrived at the sect."

Xue Zifang gave her a sympathetic look, "Junior sister, you look exhausted. Can you still move? Do you want me to carry you?"

Song Fanxing pushed Xue Zifang away with disdain, "I'll be the one to carry you."

Yan Ju pushed the two noisy people apart and got out of bed, "No need to carry me, I'm not disabled."

Wen Shuishui followed Yan Ju and asked, "Why were you sleeping so soundly just now? I called you for a long time but you didn't wake up."

Yan Ju said: "I had a dream."

"What dream?"

Yan Ju thought of the dead silence and darkness in her dream, the blurry figure of the woman in the darkness, and her faint whispers, and she didn't know how to start.

"Nothing." Finally she just shook her head.

Fu Guo was still parked at the same place where she was when she first came to Cang Xue Sect, but she was no longer the little disciple who was only in the Qi Refining Stage and knew nothing.

After coming out of the cabin, I could still feel the cold, but I no longer shivered from the cold.

Wen Shuishui first took them to Wenquanju to meet the headmaster and the elders.

When Jiang Xunying saw them, he just raised his eyelids lazily and said indifferently: "Are you all back alive?"

Just continue to heal with your eyes closed.

The disciples were accustomed to their master's indifference, but Yan Ju was the only one who felt uncomfortable.

She secretly asked Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing, "Is he always like this to you?"

Xue Zifang took the spiritual fruit handed over by Yan Ju and ate it, "Yes."

Song Fanxing looked straight ahead, pretending not to hear the two people chewing the spiritual fruit, "Master has been seriously ill, and every time he can't say a few words, he has to practice Qigong and regulate his breathing."

Yan Ju pretended to ask casually, "Was your master like this when you became his apprentice?"

Xue Zifang nodded, "At least when Song Laowu and I became his disciples, our master already looked half dead. As for what our senior brothers and junior brothers were like when they became his disciples, I don't know."

Yan Ju was puzzled now.

She originally thought that her master's injury was recent, but now it seems that was not the case.

It was at least several years ago when the fourth and fifth senior brothers became disciples. According to them, the master had been seriously injured and unable to get up at least several years ago.

The leader of the Cangxue Sect had been seriously injured for many years, but the five sects and four families had not received any news.

How the master got injured and why he deliberately concealed the fact that he was seriously injured is very questionable.

Although Jiang Xunying didn't care about the matter, Elder Han was very angry.

He tapped the three men's foreheads and scolded them, spitting far away.

"You guys are really amazing and brave. Even the mountain gate formation couldn't stop you. You actually sneaked down the mountain."

Xue Zifang hugged Elder Han's neck like a good brother and said, "Old Han, you should think positively. We were able to break the mountain gate formation. Shouldn't you praise us?"

Elder Han's expression softened a bit, but still looked stern. "Being able to break the mountain gate formation is indeed progress, but are you complacent? Do you think you are so powerful that you dare to enter the Great Secret Realm without knowing your own limitations? Do you know that you are lucky to come out alive this time?"

They all knew that although Elder Han scolded them harshly, he really cared about them.

The three of them hung their heads like quails and listened obediently to the lecture.

After they repeatedly assured them that they had realized their mistakes and would never make them again, Elder Han reluctantly let them go back to rest.

Life returned to normal, and I studied and practiced as usual every day.

What was different from before was that Elder Han, perhaps stimulated by the fact that two Jindan and one Qi-refining cultivator dared to venture into the Great Secret Realm, began to train them even more frantically.

In addition to the usual courses, they were given additional practical training, which was euphemistically called to improve their survival skills.

Elder Han stood in the middle of the martial arts arena and beckoned to the three of them, "Come on, all three of you come together."

The three of them stood there, winking at each other.

Song Fanxing asked calmly: "Old Man Han, are you sure you want to bully the three of us alone?"

Elder Han sneered: "Are you scared now? The monsters you encounter outside will not show mercy to you."

Xue Zifang said loudly: "Who said we are afraid? We are not afraid. Come if you want. Who is afraid..."

Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow flashed by his side. Yan Ju's feet suddenly sprang up, and he drew out his black sword and without saying a word, he directly rammed into Elder Han's left rib.

This time, not only Elder Han failed to react, but her two teammates also failed to react.

Yan Ju succeeded in her attack, but before she could feel happy, she suddenly felt a suction force coming from Elder Han's ribs. Her sword was slightly deflected by the suction force and passed by Elder Han's waist.

Yan Ju was about to retreat on tiptoe when Elder Han stretched out his arm and grabbed her sword-holding wrist with his right hand, making her unable to move.

Elder Han stared at her with a half-smile, "Want to sneak attack me?"

Yan Ju's thoughts were exposed, and she smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, all is fair in war."

Elder Han grabbed her arm and tried to throw her away. Yan Ju dropped her sword and clung to Elder Han's arm with both hands. She shouted to her senior brother, "Quick, strike first!"

Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing reacted and attacked from the left and right with swords, red flames and blue streams ignited on the swords.

Elder Han wanted to defend himself, but his right arm was held tightly by Yan Ju and he couldn't pull it out.